Pigs have feeling like some of us do

Imagine a moment

what its like to know

that you are someone else’s meal

it can throw

a dice of expectation

for actually you

may soon be a spare rib

or a great pot of stew

and you are a soul

born of a mother who cared

you remembered her love

it was never spared

when you opened your eyes

fof the first time you knew

that light from the sun

it shone down on you

you felt it the warmth

on your back it was nice

somehow it made you

somehow did entice

every thought in your body

to go out and be seen

in the green of the fields

where you had never been

how you wanted to play

just leap in the air

just nuzzle the grass

you were so aware

the smells all around

the blossoms the  earth

everything out there

you knew its worth

for you were a piglet

thats what you were

along with your brothers and sisters

the purr

of the wind from the sky

on the grass that was green

a carpet so soft

with a holograph sheen

how you bounced in that light

for those first minutes you

realized life was the gift given to

you and your brothers and sisters

until

it dawned on you inside

that someone might kill

that threat to existence

tore into your soul

the realization

you had no control

on when it might happen

and how it might be

what the man tribe decide

has to be key

you remember your mother

she loved you a lot

now she is gone

in somebody’s pot

in somebody’s mouth

in somebodys gut

your future is short lived

the light will be shut

out of your world

the pain and the woe

will be the new journey

where you must go